Month: March 2017

The boat sits asunder at the port docked. Jr can’t believe he got snaked by TV and wolf they left in the night. Jr’s on KP. “Time to get things in order,” Jr says. He has to start to find charters and some new game on fishing. Indian Ocean. “What the heck kind of food am going to find here, dead cats dead rats!” “Bunch of rice on the cheap for provisions I guess.” “It’s about my time I get R&R if Guitar was not such a slippery first mate.” Bret has hardly lined anything up for Jr in business. “One is the breath the other is the lung when netsah and tiffereth in gypsy math,” says Matt on the radio. “Where’s Bret, I’m behind on business deals,” says Jr. “I’ll patch him in.” “Bret here.” “I having a hard time here Bret.” “Yeah well you only pay me B team money.”

R&R alone on the beach again. Nice breeze. The sand and the song. Holy shit get there. “You start over, but it gets easier every time, “ says guitar. Say goodbye to the gemini twins.

Two big puffs, no make it three. Smoking in the crows nest. Then the last drags it is put out. Who are you mad at? This is just something new. Virtually fed up I guess. I’m back to not trusting anyone again mostly my math and spelling I guess. I don’t now if it’s the 25th my skin is on fire it is the 26th. It’s a bad guess is all. Yeah I suppose so. Shit me and the 40 choir with our only music that is to be. Look land. Try for some R&R and shit make some thing. This science is something scary it makes me wonder what the endeavor is. I can’t wait for you to be Kurt Cobain I need to have my nice things. To quote from the Masters of Hollywood’s finest. I thought LA was destined to be under water. No that crap is morally already under water with everyone in it now you know. Dead to me for sure. I’m the numbers guy and you can be the tax man it’s the way we can work together. The other guys can suck a lemon. Yeah the rest is not free it’s cavalier thieving time, the MTV generation just look at it if you can stomach the times. Forsaken cities just name it by God. Anyone could but didn’t. Fuck them!

The waters are warming. “When do you think will find land Jr? “ says wolf. “I thought you were our guide? “ “Yeah I guess we’re heading closer to the equator. “ “Not only is TV acting like a kid she starting to be isolated, spending a lot of her time in the crows nest.,” said wolf. “Dear God she losing it staring out at the stars, a star gazer!” “Teph, Teph sah”, TV murmers, no that’s not right what is it it’s something, no no I don’t want to go in the hole again. Posiden have them. No snakes to big good. Teth yes I losing my marbles. My heart moon mine!” The winds and air is falling on the whale. “Go check on her wolf,” Jr says. “TV are you OK?” “Yes I’m fine… I miss my mom.” “what?” “You don’t have a mom you’re an orphan.” “Am I? “ “Look we’re getting closer to land you’ll get a chance to sell some of your sculptures.“ “I through them in the sea. I thought that was the smartest thing to do. They all were bad.” “Do you want to join us for some music on the poop deck?” “yeah I have been thinking about that song, the third one. Net Net Geb Hod Bin Geb run. Snake bitch!!!!!” “Yeah that’s the spirit.”